Next on alter boy confessions
Touching stories of touch
Eat of my body or you have no life in you
Drink in my blood, I have no life to give you
Sell a soul for the place to put it
Hell could be the feeling
Of falling forever
And never hitting the ground
I guess that's what I'm feeling right now
Forsaken, forgotten, for nothing
Should the end ever strike me down without making a sound
Save a place for me, I will soon be joining you
Be sure to write and tell what it is like to be forgiven
Or at least how it feels to be washed clean
Dare my hands never break
What I have taken wrongly will gladly be given back
Welcomed at the gate, negotiate to find belonging
Is it wrong to seek the peace you fit in
